This is some bullshit for real. All of the lies i’ve told and now I dont know where to start? Ha.
Hmmm…okay so in 2002 I was in a relationship with this girl. Hold up, lets back up. First things first, i’m a lesbian. Ok, moving right along.
So like i said, I was with a girl in 02. We had been together for almsot 2 yrs at this point. And I wanted out. But I was too much of a pussy to tell her. I mean, she was my best friend. I had once been in love with her and I thought maybe we would last and things would be great. But fuck if she didnt end up getting on every single one of my last nerves. All of em. Time just wore us thin and we were fighting all the time, crying all the time, etc. It was draining. Once again, we shoulda just let go.
So then I met this other girl. Fly as hell. Oh my god. I was kinda stuck on her. But we never took it there. When we 1st met she claimed to have never even been with women before (she was a liar too). Anyway, one night, K and I were drinking at my place. Watchin movies and what not. She asked me if it was okay if a friend of hers stopped by. I was already perked so why the hell not. Like 30 minutes later, someone knocked on my door and K answered it. I was leaned back into my armchair, legs propped over the arm when K brought this bad ass bitch into my living room. (pardon my mouth. I curse a lot) So yeah she was kinda tall, long legs, and that ass… i can still see it. Cocoa brown skin, hella smooth. Hips and thighs on point. Damn. I looked at K and she already knew where my mind was. lol. So yeah the fine ass friend sat down and asked if she could sip from my cup. Yall already know where my mind went. Like hell yeah. Here ya go. Oh you meant that cup? lol
So she starts drinking with us. We’re taking tequila shots back to back and then baby girl brought out the weed. Me, liquor and weed means someone in the room is gettin fucked. Im jus sayin. So yeah, we blazed. And drank. And blazed. Then K starts massaging Fine ass Friends shoulders. Fine ass friend starts moaning and shit. Im watchin and smokin. K is about as high as a damn kite and slides her hand into her pants and starts playin with herself as she is massagin fine ass friends shoulder. Ummmm….ok. Well damn. It is what it is. I probably dont need to go any further. One thing lead to another, and all 3 of us got what we had all been thinking about anyway.
Meanwhile my girl was blowing my phone up. 4 hrs later, K and friend left. Although I distinctly remember tellin K that both of them were too fucked up to drive. K was a liar and stubborn so she didn’t listen. They left and i went to take a shower. All warm and satiated and shit. Still tipsy. On my way to my bathroom i saw my nokia flashing in the dark, on the kitchen counter. SWEETNESS it what it said across the screen. My pet name for my girl. It was like someone injected poison into my blood stream. I sat down, right there in the middle of the kitchen with nothin but a small tshirt on, and cried my eyes out. I cried until my eyes felt like sandpaper, they burned so damn much. I cried until I was hoarse, and until I got a fever. Why the hell was i crying tho? I was a grown ass woman. I made my own decisions to cheat. Why cry now, hell I already got the sideline pussy.
I was crying because I had just gven myself one more reason to loathe & despise the woman I had become. And it wasn’t the last thing I did to make myself hate me even more. Far from it.
Chanel Said:
on May 4, 2009 at 4:08 pm
Well damn! I dont know what to say to this. Like really im at a loss over here!